Enjoy a few pictures of my little winter wonderland here. It's by the Acushnet River in front of the loft. The snow today was just gorgeous and got fluffy later on into the night but it's too dark out for me to get any good pictures.
I was walking around today and thought, "this must be that New England feeling." Then I realized that I've said that about every season that comes around. Summer: It feels like New England. Spring: It feels like New England. Fall and winter...same thing. It might not make any sense but to me it does. Since my move to this area, I've actually gotten to experience 4 distinct seasons every single year. I didn't get to experience that in Oklahoma. It's scorching HOT for months on end, it'll drop to 70 degrees for about a week and we call it fall, literally overnight sleet and ice will cover the state and we call it winter until one day it decides to warm up to 70 degrees again for a week that we call spring, and then it starts to get HOT again.
Living in Massachusetts, I've gotten to witness the beauty in every season and it's remarkable. Spring is breathtaking with all of the flowers in bloom and there's a fresh pop of color everywhere you look. Summer is about the laziness of beach days and blue, blue water. Fall in New England is very much centered around the gorgeous foliage. Winter just gives way to a beautiful, peaceful wonderland.